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I wake up in the middle of the night disoriented about where I am. I sit up and look around. There is a light coming from the hallway. As soon as I recognize Ellie sleeping on the bed across the room, I remember that we are in Mexico. I reach for my phone before remembering that Rhiannon took it away. Ugh, I got used to having it.
My mouth is dry and I have a headache. It all comes rushing back and I cringe at my memories of the day. The photoshoot Ry, I mean Chase and I had today couldn't have gone worse. Actually, he didn't do so badly. But I did awful. We were supposed to be showing a decade like the 1980's or the 1940's or something. I was dressed like a hippy from the 70's with tie dye and long stringy hair. Chase was dressed in a black and white suit with a skinny tie like the Beatles. I tried to ignore how good he looked, since I am still mad at him.
With our outfits from different eras, we looked ridiculous together. The photographer had us walk through an array of scenes, but each set was decorated from a different decade. I know I didn't photograph well because I was so annoyed by the concept of the shoot and still feeling the effects of the alcohol. I feel worse about it now than I did then. I bite my lip as I realize I should have tried harder.
When I got back to our room, Ellie was here and I was so glad to see her! We hugged and I told her about my awful last days.
She was surprised Alexis and I are now getting along. She had questions about why I wanted to have sex with Hayden. I told her about Monica's suggestions and Ellie pointed out that maybe Monica's coping techniques aren't the most healthy. She might be right. I'm regret the alcohol for sure and I'm glad I didn't go through with... the other plan.
Ellie looked a little guilty when she said, "Hayden seems to think Chase did you a favor by finding out that your boyfriend cheated on you. He's really glad Max is gone."
"Do you think I was too hard on Chase?" I've been wondering that since our photoshoot. He didn't talk much. Maybe he really was just trying to help by asking Intel to look into my relationship. I may have overreacted.
She gets a weird look on her face. "I'll never get used to you calling him that." She shakes her head, "But to answer your question, Hayden thinks you should go easier on Chase. But, I'll be honest, I would be really chafed if someone went behind my back like that. Men are always trying to fix things."
I nod, "I know, but he's usually so sweet. And I always feel so safe with him."
I remember back to him holding me in the hotel bed last night. It was like I found heaven. I felt so safe, so loved. He made me feel like everything would be okay, my worries melted away. It was exactly what I needed. When he kissed the back of my neck I had the most lovely feelings all over my body. It was like my skin was extra sensitive. Every touch was like a burst of pleasure. I've never felt that way about touching anyone except Ry, I mean Chase. I won't stay mad at him if I call him Ry.
I admit to Ellie, "He's so handsome. I could sit and watch him like he's a TV."
Ellie chuckles, "Chase is nice to look at, for sure. But honestly he's so stoic. He disapproves of everything and everyone. I couldn't be with someone who's so chronically annoyed."
"He's not!" How does Ellie not know him better than this?
"Well, he looks constantly perturbed and he doesn't talk much. I mean, of course I'd do him if he gave me the time of day. But he's not friendly like Hayden."
She'd 'do him'? I frown. No. That is NOT going to work for me. I get a little sick feeling in my stomach at the thought of anyone else even cuddling him. But I calm down when I remember he only likes my touches.
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The Model Couple
RomanceBrooklyn Baker wants to see the world and get away from the sunflower farm in Kansas where she was born and raised. With her girl-next-door good looks she enters a modeling contest, a reality show really. Ten men and ten women are paired up to compe...